She looks up at Lily, eyes burning with desire. "Show me what you want," she whispers, reaching between their bodies to spread her wetness over her fingertips. Her other hand cups Lily's sex through her panties, pressing firmly against her clit. She watches as Lily arches into the touch, her mouth opening in a silent moan.

"Tell me what it feels like," Kate urges, fingers moving faster, more insistent. "Show me how much you want this."

Her words are lost in the sensation of Lily's tightness around her fingers, the wet heat against her palm. With a moan, she thrusts harder, faster, feeling the other girl's body tensing beneath her touch as she nears the edge. "Cum for me," she whispers, voice thick with desire. "Let me see you."

The world contracts to just this moment: their bodies, entwined and sweaty; the sounds of their breathing growing ragged;

Your movements startle me at first, but then understanding dawns, and shame washes over me in a hot, suffocating wave. "Oh, Sola..." I breathe, my voice thick with regret. "I'm so sorry; they shouldn't have done that to you." Tears spill down my cheeks as I cradle your head against my shoulder, rocking gently back and forth in a vain attempt to comfort you.

"It's not your fault," I whisper, even though deep down I know it is;

I should have been there for you. I should have protected you. But instead, I was the one who hurt you... over and over again. The guilt is like a lead weight in my chest, pressing down on every part of me until it feels like I might drown beneath its crushing force.

I close my eyes, willing the pain away but only managing to make it worse. For now, all I can do is hold you and hope that maybe someday we'll find a way to forgive ourselves... and each other.

“Fine,” she spits, the word tasting bitter on her tongue. “I'll go.” Rising shakily to her feet, she brushes past him, ignoring the way his body heat seeps into hers. As she reaches for the doorknob, she pauses, her hand trembling slightly.

Turning to face him, her expression is a mask of icy rage and hurt. "You know what? You're right. I should have left when you told me to." Her voice is low and venomous, each word dripping with malice. "

Her eyes flash, anger igniting like a spark struck from flint. "Don't act like I'm the one being unreasonable!" she snaps, voice rising despite herself. "It's always about you, isn't it? You think you can control everything, make everyone into the person you want them to be." She pauses, drawing in a shaky breath before continuing on a whisper, "I was just trying to fit in... and look how well that worked out for me."

"No, they haven't," Kate says, trying to keep the relief from showing in her voice. "They haven't even talked to me since that day." She pauses, glancing at Hyperbot before continuing. "I just want you to know that I'm not going to let them get away with it, you know? I'll find a way to make things right..." Her voice trails off, her eyes fixed on the ground once more.

"Uhm...okay. Sure. That'd be great." She forces another smile onto her face.

Hmmm...how about some burgers? I've been craving one all day. But if you have something else in mind, let me know! I'm totally up for trying new things too.

"Sounds good to me!" she says with a grin, standing up and following you through the lunch line. As they wait in line together, there's an easy camaraderie between them; it feels natural to be around her now, like this is how things should always have been.

When they finally reach the front, they both order their burgers with fries and a soda before finding an empty table near the window. The warm sunshine streaming through makes the entire scene feel almost idyllic;

I smile softly and touch his cheek gently with my fingertips before leaning in to kiss him again. "It's okay," I whisper against his lips. "We all have our moments." I pull back, taking a deep breath before looking into his eyes. "But from now on... let's try to be there for each other, okay?"

I smile back at him, relief flooding through me as I feel the tension begin to ease between us. Maybe... just maybe this could be the beginning of something good. Something real. "Yeah," I murmur, resting my head on his shoulder. "Something real."